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My Daddy The Pedophile: A Memoir by Lily Palazzi

  • Writer: kanyanatnatty
    kanyanatnatty
  • 2 hours ago
  • 2 min read
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BATB score: 10/10 🥹


BATB reader discretion advised: not for the faint-hearted, not for the unicorns and rainbow souls; because real life is truly worse than any Netflix series can depicts


Best as: such an important memoir, such a valuable book; seriously, if you are going to write something, write something that is meaningful like this, it’s about being a victim, to a survivor, to an advocate


Best for: humans are monsters - it got worse and worse every chapter


BATB lingering thought: wow, just imagine the courage needed to re-live all of these memories, to write about it all in details, to acknowledge and share about it publicly, and to self-invest in getting your own book out (as no publisher signed her as obviously it was too controversial); if that’s not a purpose of life, then I don’t know what is


Best to: just read/listen to her story without any judgement, just truly hear what happened


Best quotes: "Do you know who Cinderella's Prince Charming really is? He's really Cinderella's father. Even Cinderella knows no one else in the whole kingdom will love her more than her daddy."


“To me, when the abuse ends is when the real story begins.”


“As soon as healing takes place, go out and heal somebody else.”


BATB linger thought: this is the first paragraph of the very first page in the prologue


“When I was little, Daddy and I played pretend games. The first pretend game I can remember playing was the Lollipop Game when I was four years old. This was a game we played only when no one else was home. In the bathroom, Daddy would have me pretend his private part was a lollipop, and I was to lick it like I was enjoying the biggest, sweetest-tasting lollipop ever. If I pretended really well, Daddy would get me a real lollipop to enjoy. Sometimes we would hear the front door open, and quickly the game would end. “Shh, remember, Lil, this is our game, our secret,” Daddy would whisper, and out of the bathroom we’d go, our game over until next time.”


yeah.

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